Return, My Love: Wooing the Neglected Ex-Wife - Chapter 495

Chapter 495:

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“What do you mean by that?”

Shawn countered, “What do you mean?”

He tossed his tie aside and sauntered towards Katherine. His crisp white shirt was impeccably tucked into his waistline, accentuating the length of his legs.

Katherine felt an overwhelming urge to chastise herself. How could she possibly be admiring Shawn’s physique at such an inopportune moment?

Shawn cornered her near the bed, and in a moment of surrender, Katherine could no longer restrain herself. She collapsed onto the bed in a mixture of exasperation and resignation. Shawn stood over her, eclipsing the light, exuding an air of sophistication while radiating a devilishly charming demeanor.

“I ought to be the one inquiring about your motives for allowing me to share a room with you. Are you attempting to take advantage of me?”

Katherine clenched her fists, determination coursing through her veins. She needed to assert her dominance over Shawn, lest he take advantage of her in the future.

“How could I let Mr. Frankie Calloway find other places to stay?”

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Shawn met her icy gaze and felt a sudden pang of guilt wash over him.

“I’m not Frankie.”

Katherine snorted and didn’t respond. She chose not to engage further and made her way to the bathroom.

“I’ll be taking a shower first.”

“Okay.”

Shawn settled onto the couch, though he was far from as composed as he seemed. After Katherine entered the bathroom, his imagination began to conjure vivid details of her shower routine, igniting a flurry of thoughts that he struggled to suppress.

Undressing, stepping into the shower, turning on the water…

The sound of running water made it increasingly difficult for him to rein in his thoughts, each cascading drop amplifying his vivid imaginings.

Shawn had always been lacking in this aspect, deprived of any genuine outlet for years, relying exclusively on his diligent right hand. Because he had been denied such experiences, he found himself yearning for them with an inescapable intensity.

While others occupied their minds with the pursuit of knowledge, Shawn’s thoughts were a tumultuous blend of academic insights and wicked fantasies that set his heart racing.

Soon, Katherine emerged, her hair wrapped in a towel and a pristine white bathrobe draped around her, offering a tantalizing glimpse of her smooth skin that ignited a spark of intrigue. The steam from the bathroom had rendered her complexion flushed, her eyes sparkling with an alluring brightness that captivated the moment.

Shawn stole a glance at her, only to quickly avert his gaze. But after that initial glance, an insatiable curiosity compelled him to seek a second.

At their essence, men are merely incorrigible beings, driven by impulses that often defy logic and reason.

“Shawn, it’s your turn to shower.”

“Okay.”

The moment Shawn stepped into the bathroom, his gaze fell upon Katherine’s lingerie. Purple.

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